Aurora Manor [Seonghwa x Reader] [ ✔]

007 | Drink You Dry

Sitting on the table in Yeosang's dungeon, The witch stumbles around looking through books that magically drifted to him and once he was done he threw them behind him, letting them float back to their spot on the shelf. You didn't really have an introduction to the man and the minute you entered with Seonghwa saying you saw his dead mother, Yeosang immediately went to his notes.

"Psychic..." The male cuts off the silences, making both you and Hwa look at him. Yeosang continues skimming through the book briefly reading allowed.

"Someone who is sensitive to psychic influences or forces... This can lead to the similarities of Mediums which can mean someone whom the spirits of the dead are able to contact with. This includes reading the middle state." Yeosang continues to ramble over and over.

"Translation, Yeo!"

"I think your mate here, is not fully human." He spoke bluntly, almost snapping his words out. They hit you like a slap in the face. 'Not fully human'... What is that supposed to mean? You turn to Hwa, seeing his expression is still, empty, unreadable. He was lost in his own thoughts for a moment after hearing the young male before asking;

"So what is she then?" Seonghwa looking over at the pages of the book, Yeosang had placed opened on the dark oak desk a couple of feet in front of you.

"A psychic is a form of Pagan witch, stemming from the Vikings. My guess is she's a half-bred. Human and pagan. Which now makes sense how she got through my protection spell on the house and why her powers are so minimal." Yeosang rubs his finger over his chin, looking at Seonghwa while he speaks. You look down at your hands that sit in your very exposed lap, having only Hwa long blouse on. You thank the stars it's long enough to cover most of you, falling just below your ass.

"Y/n." The witches voice snaps you away from your thoughts, looking up at him with glossed eyes, feeling tears forming again. Crying again?

Why does this keep happening...

"Do you know anything about your family history? Or if anyone, even your parents, that could be a pagan witch?" His words seeped, crawling under your skin. It was almost a laughable moment if it wasn't for the ball of saliva stuck in your throat. You didn't know any of your family history or even your parents. You were in fact, adopted.

"I don't know my real parents..." You stutter out, feeling almost embarrassed you couldn't help.

"You're adopted?" Seonghwa's hand lands on your bare thigh, making you feel a shiver of comfort flow through you. You nod at him, scooting a bit closer from the table to where he stands.

"Great! So we have no way in finding out if she's not human." Yeosang pinches the bridge of his nose.

"Actually there is..." Seonghwa spoke up, making you feel your uneasiness fade. His hand gripping a little tighter on your thigh. His fingers dig in your flesh lightly.

"Human blood all taste the same, with the exception of A and AB. But in the supernatural, each species is different. Wolves are bitter, vampires are rich, the list goes on. If she's half of something her blood will taste different." He turns to look at you in your eyes. His fingers leave your thigh before grazing over your chin.

"I've never had hybrid blood before. Especially one that's half-human. So this is gonna be interesting." His finger glides from your chin to your neck, until it reaches your collar bone peaking from the low blouse, not having the top button done up.

"Well, in that case, test your theory and get back to me asap. I too, find this discovery interesting and wish to study Ms Y/n. If that's alright with her." Yeosang's places his glasses on the bridge of his nose pulling them up as he looks at you with his crystal eyes. You just simply nod at him before looking back at Hwa who never let his eyes wander from you, not even for a second.

"Well, Princess, ready to test our theory?" He smiles softly, but under the smile was a lustful desire. The thought of tasting your blood, seeing the red flow from your skin, it made his own blood heat up, his body falling deeper into the toxicity of your scent, your feelings, you.

You didn't speak, afraid of what might slip from your lips if you do. Instead, you lean your head to the side, showing your neck to him. He gulps slightly, feeling tension in his jeans.

"Vampires have a special ability that's not mentioned in folk law. It's said that it hurts when a vampire drinks from a being. But in truth we only make it hurt if we want it to..." He pauses his words to bring his lips to the shell of your ear licking your lobe.

"Try to keep quiet Princess. Don't want Yeosang to hear you." He chuckles lowly, letting his head fall to your neck. Pulling your body close, your legs wrap around his waist. His left hand holding the back of your neck while the other sits on your hip. His tongue pokes out, sliding over your hot flesh. He can hear your heart racing, your blooding pumping faster. Your blue veins showing through your blushed skin.

Your hands grip the fabric on his chest. He smiles before opening his mouth letting his fangs free, slowly piercing your skin. It was like a shock to your system. Your lower stomach tingles, getting weak at the knees. You whimper at the feeling. It hurts but it was nothing like you've ever felt before. The pain was so pleasurable, you feel your body heat up. Your grip gets tighter, pulling him closer, if that was even possible, not even caring that he could drink you dry.

Your deep red blood spilled out like a waterfall into his mouth. He takes a gulp, getting a rush from the hot flavour. It was sweet, so very sweet. Like nothing, he has ever had before. You definitely had witch blood but the human mixing in with also you being his mate. You are intoxicating, you are the only thing he ever wanted to feed on from now on. Pulling away he bites another part of your neck, drinking more and more, not even caring that he could drink you dry.

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